Owl. Flying around the classroom.

Poor thing.

Meh... as long as it didn't decide to dive bomb them with droppings.

Oliver crinkled his nose and watched the bird before turning his attention back to the front of the class. He raised his hand.

“They're both used for communication, sir.” He replied. “But the muggle way is, like, waaay faster. Like instantaneous. Owling someone is more akin to using the muggle postage system... or using a carrier pigeon.” heh.